Chương 557: Aftermath (edited)

Since the warehouse was cleared, Ling Qingyu ordered, "You can turn on the light now. Everything's secured."

The man's eyelid twitched, feeling fortunate that the night vision device covered his expression. This was more than just "secure," right? His eyes glanced at the miserable appearances of the men on the floor. He controlled his trembling hand and nodded. "Sure."

Ling Qingyu turned her gaze back to the girls, who had stuck together as if they believed that grouping would provide them with extra protection. 

As Ling Qingyu started talking, the poor girls immediately exhaled their fear in relief. At least the green glowing eyes spoke human language—not the demon they had envisioned.

Furthermore, the speaker was another woman like them. Even if she exhibited violence toward the men, they weren't hurt. Nine out of ten guessed that Ling Qingyu was on their side. They felt refreshed seeing these men suffer.